has a great sense of humour. soft voice. strong willed and stubborn. kind. fair. stunning appearance. doesn't talk much about feelings. adventurous. neither angry nor up to a fight 24/7. dreams of starting a family. gets along with people. never insults or hurts others on purpose. is actually quite sensitive.
master of organization. sometimes a little confused. is stubborn and rarely changes their opinion but always listens to what other people have to say. quiet when lost in thoughts. financial genius. generous. sometimes a little mean. will never let you down. great friend / husband / dad. is actually a great cook but doesn't eat 24/7. does sports and loves nature. is a "wow look at the moon"-person.
clever. hates boredom. always has a plan b/c/d. cares for their education. talks a lot. sometimes lost in thoughts. tends to overthink. always have a great story to tell. never underestimates others. believes in their friends. always know the answer. is not annoying 24/7. know when to shut up. bright smile. active. loves adventure. never shouting when angry. doesn't let others feel their anger. nature-lover.
very caring. will ask you how your day has been. invites you to their house to make popcorn and watch your favourite movie/series. very funny. good sense of fashion. is the friend who will take you home when you're drunk. makes sure you're ok. is fascinated by science. lovely eyes. adorable. never loud but always present. emotional but not a cry-baby.
proud and loud. not easily insulted but when they are they roar. knows so many cultures. is interested in new things. can be very soft but won't show it unless they trust you. bright smile. always polite. will be there for you when you need them. unique sense of fashion. hard workers. chatty. always know how to handle a difficult situation. reliable. trustworthy.
feel much more than they would admit. don't have many friends but would do anything for the friends they have. careful. neither waste money nor time. a little stingy. the friend that feels what you feel. can read your mind sometimes. loves to surprise people. to be avoided when angry. calm down easily. loves to make others smile. sometimes too caring. loyal.
sometimes a little weird. hardworking. sometimes they believe in themselves, sometimes they give up on themselves. aesthetic-lovers. usually very well dressed. polite. interested in art, history and literature. doubt their skills a lot. sometimes a little absent. instead of shouting they don't talk. loves conversations with new people.
NOT EVIL AT ALL!! very emotional but never reckless. you can call them at 3am and they will be there for you. sometimes they don't know what to do with all their feelings but they will never let you suffer because of that. the best friends. adorable. stunning look. hard voices, hard souls, soft heart. are interested and show their interest in you and your feelings. will apologize immediately when they see they treated you wrong and they are truly sorry. mysterious. when they trust you they tell you everything. a little revengeful but would never harm others.
hilarious. clever. tell great jokes. are interested and caring. fight issues. don't show their emotions. won't be angry for long. colourful people with colourful minds. somehow they always know what's going on. love to work out. learn languages quite fast. honest.
serious people. sometimes very stubborn. well educated. strong. smart. working to achieve their goals. never ever ever give up. never show defeat. don't cry very often. love the sun. good at making friends. do not forgive easily. forgive but don't forget. will remember almost everything they did / heard / said in their lives. loyal. know what they're worth.
entertaining. bright personality. you can always spot their voice. has a very emotional part they won't show anyone. can make a bad situation good. great friends. sometimes a little bossy. tend to put on a show. won't mess around. chatty and makes new friends easily and quite often. has many friends but only like 2-3 real friends they would trust with their lives. hate to show when they hurt. very intelligent.
not crying 24/7. not weak at all. develop crushes easily but get over them very fast. either things don't mean anything to them or they mean the world to them. lost in daydreams but have the brightest fantasy. can be a storm. if they see you treat them wrong they leave. loyal to the people they love. can be revengeful. scheming. knows exactly what people deserve. would never harm anyone who doesn't deserve it. want justice. hard to get. hard to understand. great friends. worth the fight. will hold your hand and go through hell with you. passionate lovers.
what is kingdom hearts, is it a door or moon or what?
I am seeing a trend in some of my asks but I don’t mind answering KH questions lol
Kingdom Hearts (As in THE Kingdom Hearts), in the most simple of terms is the source of all hearts/knowledge/wisdom from every life that has ever existed…ever. Now knowing this you can see why the big bald bad guy Xehanort wants it so badly, all the knowledge of the past can be a very helpful thing.
This here is THE Kingdom Hearts, I’ll get to what the other two are after this. This is the source of all the past stuff yada yada. Only way to access this is with the x-blade, which can only be formed when light and darkness FIGHT! In KH3 case, 7 of light and 13 of darkness, REASON FOR THIS because during the keyblade war the X-Blade was the only way to access it (X-Blade was the original “keyblade” and ALL other keyblades are made to look like…the x-blade, yeah)but it was broken into 20 parts, 7 of light and 13 of darkness. In the past the keyblade war started JUST to summon this thing and Xehanort wants to recreate that battle, but with our main heroes now, to get his old man hands on it.
THIS ONE is the heart of ALL WORLDS. So every time a world gets destroyed by the heartless (A world gets destroyed when the heartless find the…keyhole of the world and fuck it up) its heart gets put into this thing. This is also the door to darkness, AKA the door the realm of darkness where Heartless live. In order to access this he needed the 7 of light (seeing a trend here?) which were now the 7 Princesses of Light (Disney ladies and Kairi). When he had all of them it revealed a keyhole which was the only way to access the spot where the door is in the first place. Ansem had hopes of accessing its power but y’know, didn’t quite work out too well for him. Ansem wanted to control the darkness within it but Kingdom Hearts is actually light not darkness (The door is light..not whats inside, all that is darkness, like SUPER darkness). I digress.
THIS ONE. Is the heart of people, it is a man-made Kingdom Hearts (They were trying to make the first Kingdom Hearts sorta). The only way to add hearts to this is for someone with a keyblade to kill heartless, which is why the organization keeps sending Heartless after Sora and also why the Organization needed Roxas on their side. (They also made Xion as sort of a…backup since she could also use the keyblade since she was made from the memories that were stolen from Sora using Namines magic over Soras memories during the events of Chain of Memories…IT’S A LOT OKAY I GET IT LOL). BACK TO THE MOON. Xemnas (Xehanorts nobody) made this thing cause he wanted to absorb it’s power to be SUPER POWERFUL AND STUFF. But thanks to Ansem the wise (NOT the same Ansem as the one from KH1, that guy stole this guys name), he made a data ecoder…machine…thing. That zapped Kingdom Hearts and was used to turn Kingdom Hearts into data so that it couldn’t be used for Xemnas’s plan, but it was too much for his machine and caused it to exPLODE! Still though, it left a giant hole in Kingom Hearts (pic above) and Xemnas was not able to fulfill his plan fully. With what was left of the KH moon thing, he absorbed it and fought Sora and Riku anddddd…lost lol.
BUT THERE YOU GO! I gave you more answers then you asked and some questions probably but I DID MY BEST DARN IT LOL.
TLDR: Blue heart = KINGDOM HEARTS, LEGIT OG. THAT IS THE ONE YOU WANT. Contains all the knowledge/wisdom of the past and all lives. You need darkness and light to fight ( 7 people of light, 13 people of darkness) WHICH will then OPEN this Kingdom Hearts. ONLY WAY TO DO IT. BECAUSE the X-blade which broke awhile back and originally was the only way to get Kingdom Hearts, broke into 20 different pieces, 7 of light and 13 of darkness. So they’re kind of their own….people…x-blade…group…yeah.
Door = THE HEART OF ALL THE WORLDS! When a world dies, its heart goes here.
Yellow Heart = HeaRT OF ALL PEOPLE! Made by Xemnas in a fail attempt to make the Blue heart moon.
You and I… we understand each other. Look out for yourself and you’ll never get hurt, right?
Worked quite well for me.
Yeah til the day that it doesn’t. (…) So you can join us and be a part of something or you can do what you can do best and be alone.
Quite passionate, Swan.
This fic is literally all over the place but I couldn’t get this cute idea out of my head but meh not one of finest works, give me feedback you guys I need it to sustain life.
Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, King of Terrasen, husband to
Aelin Ashryver Galathynius and father of soon to be two children, sighed as
Nehemia once again interrupted the meeting he was holding with his cadre (as Aelin so fondly called them)
to place a pair of violet hydrangeas in Vaughan’s lap.
Vaughan grinned at him insufferably in response. They had
taken the meeting outside in the gardens, since Nehemia was not boding well
with being cooped up inside. And to get rid of the excess energy Rowan had
given her the task of finding flowers that she liked. The idea had worked too well when she had taken it upon
herself to present each Fae male present with a pair of flowers.
He surveyed his comrades sitting at the table, the ones who
were blessed with children at this point were accompanied by them as well, as
evidenced by the tiny witchling slumbering on Fenrys’ chest, and Marion
bouncing on Lorcan’s knee. And of course, Nehemia running around them in the
castle gardens. Originally, she had started by giving Lorcan a single petunia.
Six months old and a bit too curious for her own good, Marion had promptly
teared it apart in her fascination and interest of the colorful thing. Nehemia
had then had the wise idea of giving each male two flowers, one for them, and
one to pass onto Marion, with which to do what she liked.
So far, Gavriel had been given a pair of bright yellow
tulips, Fenrys a pair of jasmines and Connall a pair of roses…no one really
knew how she managed to get those without injuring herself in some way. But she
wasn’t covered in dirt and Lorcan broke the stem off before deeming it fit to
be in Marion’s hands. Having two children be satisfied at the same time was a
remarkable feat itself. So no one complained.
The arrangement had worked out quite well, that is, until
the interruptions happened too often for there to be any point in the meeting
at all. And in good time as well since moments after he adjourned the
discussion, Marion burst into tears.
Most of them were heading back into the castle when their
heads whipped around at the distressed sound, protective instincts rising.
Vaughan, the one closest, tried a sad attempt at offering her one of the gifted
hydrangeas and in turn received a louder wail from Marion and a pointed growl
from Lorcan, as reward for his efforts.
Rowan sent a glance in the others direction, which prompted
them to turn and start back on the path towards the castle, Fenrys hauling ass
towards the doors as gently as he could to keep his witchling from waking up
from Marion’s crying.
Only him, Lorcan, Nehemia and a very discontented Marion
were left. Lorcan stood up from his chair, rocking Marion while trying to
figure out what was causing her such distress. As Rowan neared their place on
the table he noticed that, among the petals and stems of the many flowers she
had shredded, a fine yellow dust littered the table…
…The same dust she had on her hands and was now rubbing into
her eyes. His eyes met with Lorcan’s as they came to the similar conclusion.
“Rutting pollen.” Lorcan grumbled as he shifted Marion so
that she was pinned between his chest and arm, no longer able to lift her hands
up and try and relieve the itchiness in her eyes, not knowing that she was
adding to her suffering. “Language.” Was all Rowan said before he pointed
towards the nearest water pump the gardeners often used, Lorcan dashed towards
it, Marion still crying but lesser know that she wasn’t constantly adding more
pollen to her eyes.
Rowan felt a tugging on his pant leg and looked down to
behold Nehemia with her large, trademark Ashryver eyes, looking up at him
“I made her sad?” She implored, her tone laced with worry at
how her little friend was acting.
“No, my love. It wasn’t your fault.” He replied as he bent
down to crouch to her level, “We’ll make sure she doesn’t get that many flowers in her hands next
time, alright dove?” Nehemia nodded but still bit her lip in anguish. So far,
Marion was her only friend. The castle could be a lonely place for a 5-year-old
and the thought of hurting her gurgling, babbling companion made her quite
“Tell you what,” Rowan soothed further, seeing that his
daughter was still quite troubled. “We’ll go and visit them tonight to see how
Marion is doing, and if your Aunt Elide and mommy allow, you can play with her
for a little while to make up for today.”
Nehemia nodded enthusiastically at this, “Can we ask mommy
now?” she begged once again with those large eyes.
He smiled at her quick change of mood and considered if his
Fireheart would be done with her afternoon nap by now. “If she’s awake then of
course.” He responded to a now beaming Nehemia.
Aelin was in her third trimester now and with the due date
mere weeks away, the healer had advised her to rest as much as possible to
build up her strength for the long and trying labour. It was part of the reason
his daughter accompanied him to work nowadays.
And the other part, he thought, as he picked up
Nehemia and headed towards his expecting mate, was that she needed to learn the
ropes of the job as early as possible…certainly not because he enjoyed her
disrupting his work, showing him her drawings and giving him hourly kisses on
the cheek with imploring eyes to play with her, nothing like that at all.
Guess who got me into another fandom crais ty puppet. Anyway, gonna type this down before I forget it since its kind of interesting and who knows? Might find some time to write a fic for it.
ROLE REVERSAL AU
Keith: Senior cadet at Galaxy Garrison, Iverson’s prized (and super troublesome; the commander has several new white hairs because of him) student and resident Golden Boy. Keith burst into the Garrision like a wrecking ball, smashing records left and right and especially topping the emo charts. Despite his tendency to talk back to his superiors, all the staff at the Garrison are quite fond of the prickly little hedgehog, and every student thinks of him as their hero. Keith is still a loner by nature, however, and before the new superstar student Takashi Shirogane started clinging to him like a particularly stubborn burr, Keith’s only friend was his best friend Katie Holt. Together with lovely but quite badass Colleen Holt, they are the three who gets selected to go on the Kerberos mission.
Takashi “Shiro” Shirogane: Shiro is easily the best fighter pilot of his class, and he would have been the best pilot of the generation if it weren’t for the senior cadet Keith. Despite Keith’s success and personality, however, it soon became obvious that everyone adored the awkward senior. And before long, Shiro did as well. Keith was blunt and honest, but he was fair. Keith didn’t look at Shiro as if he was an adversity, or with jealousy. Being with Keith felt like he was taking a breath of fresh air, and for the first time since Shiro started at the Garrison, he finally felt as if he could breathe. When the news of the failure of the Kerberos mission was released, Shiro was devastated. Together with his accomplice Matt, or “Pidge”, Shiro sets out to find out the truth behind Kerberos (and maybe bring his friend back home). Fun Fact: Shiro’s nickname ‘Shiro’ was coined by Keith, because when he first met Shiro, ‘Shiro’ was the only part of Takashi’s name Keith remembered.
Katie Holt: Keith’s best friend and a total badass (she takes after her mother). Unlike canon, she needs no one to protect her from gladiator life. Because dang, all those spars with Keith since their first year really paid off. Katie is especially vicious in the ring so she wouldn’t be separated from her best friend like her mother was with them. And after one fight where the opponent used Katie’s beautiful long hair against her, she cut it all off mid battle via Sakura-style. After spending time as Galra prisoners, Katie becomes a bit overprotective of Keith, especially since the boy was experimented on by the Galra and became more prone to illnesses…And he also grew some fluffy and purple cat ears. You can’t forget the cat ears. Honestly, that might be the most surprising thing Katie’s seen, because wow. Keith was now a real-life nekomimi. Fun Fact: Katie and Keith are known as the K-duo in school, since both their names start with K. It’s also hard to find one of the K-duo members without the other nearby.
Matthew/Matt “Pidge” Holt: Shiro’s partner in crime in all Kerberos-related things, Matt was actually pretty close to Keith and knew Shiro before the mission. Kind of hard not to when Shiro came Attached™ with Keith and Keith was Katie’s best friend. After getting caught by Iverson trying to sneak out info from his office, Matt is banned from joining the Garrison and instead hacks himself in as ‘Pidge’. For his disguise, Matt got some contacts and grew out his hair. He makes a very pretty girl and Hunk is kind of dying because “Lance stop flirting with our engineer!” After Matt is reunited with Katie and Keith, the two siblings make a new plan to find their mother.
Lance: Well-loved student of the Garrison and Hunk’s smooth-talking communications officer, Lance talks his way out of almost everything in the simulations…unless, of course, the person on the other side has a feminine voice, because then Lance would be flirting instead. As it is, he flirts with ‘Pidge’ a lot, to Hunk’s utmost exasperation. Doesn’t help when ‘Pidge’ gamely flirts back. Lance has always secretly wanted to be a pilot, and he is still the first to find and pilot Blue. His ‘rivalry’ with Keith still happens, though this time its sprinkled with some awe as well. To Keith’s delight, however, that awe quickly dissipates.
Hunk: A cargo pilot who realizes a bit too late that his career choice might have not been the best, especially since he’s a pilot who’s afraid of heights. Why didn’t he try out for that culinary school instead again? Works quite well with his team, as long as he goes into the simulator on an empty stomach. Also, getting tips and tutoring from the legendary Shiro probably helped a lot as well.
Haggar: Prince Lotor’s mother and Queen of Altea, she turns into the head of the mice team to keep his son company. Her magic keeps her alive for ten thousand years, even if it has depleted to the point that she cannot turn back into a human anymore (Lotor and Coran loves her anyway). Was a very, very good shape-shifter and seems to be interested in Keith’s origins and ears, for some reason…
King Alfor: The former King of Altea and the former Red Paladin, Alfor betrays his whole kingdom to run after his best friend Zarkon. He isn’t magic like his wife, but he does build magic-like machines and monsters to go after the paladins. After all, the blueprints for Voltron was his creation.
Prince Lotor: Prince Lotor was the one who fell out of a cyro pod after sleeping for ten thousand years. He is the pseudo leader of Voltron, and viciously trains the paladins with the ‘tough love’ method. Is extremely glad his mother is still with him, and very bitter about the whole Galra taking over thing, since he has to now go against his father and his father’s best friend AKA his uncle. Finds a new family in the Paladins, as weird and out-of-character as it might seem, and maintains a snarky friendship with Keith.
Summary: Jim and Spock have to pretend to be married or risk getting banned from the planet they so desperately need help from.
A/N: This is the longest one shot I have ever written and I wrote it in under 24 hours and I hope to god that you will like it.
Other than being my longest one shot to date it’s also my 500th fic on this blog, and I’m also posting it in celebration of James Tiberius Kirk’s (future) birthday, so we’ve got several things to celebrate here! Please enjoy and please consider sending me feedback as it’s always appreciated!
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In retrospect they could’ve gotten out of the situation very easily. One sentence, one explanation, and everything would have been all set and they wouldn’t have been forced to lie. But as Jim had been standing there, his most respected crew members and rather close friends just behind him, his mouth acted quicker than his brain and he’d ended up blurting out “yes” when the king of a very conservative planet had asked if Spock had been his husband.
“We are receiving a special kind of energy from the two of you which can usually be found among married couples who have been together for a long time,” the king had explained after Jim had choked out a “why” after his first misstep.
Jim hadn’t dared correct himself after that. This planet was conservative, but not in the traditional sense that you usually associated with the time before the 1900’s, Earth time of course. They weren’t against same sex couples or interracial or intergalactical couples. Quite the opposite. But the people didn’t like liars or thieves or immorality or even jokes, and if Jim had told them that he wasn’t actually married to Spock there was a big possibility that they would get angry with him because they’d think he’d disrespected them, and if there was something the crew of the Enterprise needed right now it was their help. So rather than confess that he was a single man, Jim had gone along with it, and seeing as Spock was a logical and intelligent being himself he’d followed his lead.
Jim only allowed himself to look at anyone in his crew once they’d been shown to their rooms and left alone to settle in before dinner.
Coincidentally Spock’s eyes were the first ones his met. “Don’t ask me why I said yes.”
From a Joke to the End Game - The Evolution of Molly Hooper: Molly the Tool: A Study in Pink
Thanks so much to
all who had read the introduction to this meta posted a week ago. Today, I’d
like to start on Season One and the first episode of it: A Study in Pink. I’ve
already addressed the importance of Molly being introduced alongside Sherlock
in the previous part of this huge meta, so today I’ll focus only on the scenes in ASiP themselves.
Rest under the cut, it’s a long post with captions.
So, I’d seen a few guys dressed as Vader and we sort of exchanged nods here and there. Then we came around a corner and it was the dang 501st!
I was considering asking Vader if I could get a picture with him, considering I was Luke for the day. Well that didn’t…didn’t quite work out the way I thought.
Basically, Father was not pleased to find Luke running helter-skelter through the con.
One of the stormtroopers looked up from talking to someone and shouted “Sir! Target spotted! Target spotted!” and pointed his blaster at me.
Let me tell you what, Vader moves a lot quicker than you’d think. In like, two seconds he was looming over me and the other troopers were pointing blasters at me. People were taking pictures, it was great.
So I’m backing away, babbling “Whoa, whoa, okay, hi, I was just…Um…so….can we talk about this?”
I decided, out of the blue (this is rather unlike me), to start hamming it up a little. I turned to a kid watching and called, “Hey! Are you gonna help me fight the Empire?” He stared at Vader hovering over me and slowly shook his head no. So I raised my hands like “I see how it is.”
So I looked to the other side and there’s another kid with a blaster. So I’m like, “What about you? Gonna save me from these stormtroopers?”
He goes “Yeah!” and charges in, starting a “gunfight” with the stormtroopers.
Vader leans in real close, does the “I’m warning you” finger point, and stalks away with a swish of his cape…and almost walks straight into a guy with a Dooku lightsaber….and his three year old.
Well Little Boy decides that he’s not going to let a sith push his dad around, and starts bopping him with his little blue lightsaber. So naturally, Vader responded in kind. A group gathered to cheer the kid on, and I called out, “You got him, little Jedi! Don’t give up!”
The kid freezes. He turns, looks up at me, and his eyes get huge. “Luke!” he whispers, and his dad had to remind him not to turn his back on Vader because he was about ready to run right over to me.
The duel ended in a draw, and Vader marched over to menace me again, leading to me ducking out of the way of the lightsaber a few times. Then, once he’d gone back to his booth, I asked the parents if I could get a picture with their little Jedi. Since he’s a kid, I’ve blurred out his face for privacy. But he had the biggest smile, it made my day.
And that’s the story of how Luke Skywalker went to ComiCon and almost got captured by the 501st.
just ten of robert sugden’s master manipulating attempts at being a devil in disguise that haven’t quite worked out as well as first thought:
stages a raid in his home purely to gain hero status, only to end up having an affair with and falling in love with one of the hired men whilst the not-so-secret plan gets figured out in the end anyway
engraves his brother and soon to be sister in law/ex lover’s wedding rings with insulting remarks only to forget and remember regretfully once it was too late to take action
plans on striking the mum of the man he’s cheating on his wife with, with intentions of finishing her off with a small rock
hires a hitman on said mum once the threats to expose continue only to cancel and pay him off last minute
attempts to blackmail the village’s local tough nut thug without concern for consequence, only to get badly beaten once karma catches up on him
tries to drunkenly drown his lover’s surrogate dad in a mountain of grain as he hesitates on whether he’s gone too far and gets stopped by the sound of help on its way
casually picks his teeth in the mirror as his ex father in law lays having a heart attack and he goes against any kind of humanity
kidnaps a kid, ties him up and puts him in the see through glass boot of his car but then feels sorry for him, gives him money and feeds him hummus and coriander sandwiches
pretends to be the dad of his creepy ex stepson to gain information to help give his brother freedom, only to f*ck it up by emailing the wrong sort of context and once again being found out
sabotages his ex wife’s project, plans to endanger her life and get her business into trouble but ends up hanging upside down from a rope in a tree because his responsible boyfriend wasn’t around to keep him on the straight and narrow
you’d think he’d learn his act first, think later schemes will never work but that doesn’t seem to be the case. someone tell him to never give up his day job because he’s the worst villain ever
Headcanons about the pairing Plinami from Yuri!! on Ice if they went to high school together and had crushes on each other. So these headcanons mainly focus on their crushes. If there is a pairing that you would like to see headcanons made for, you’re welcome to request it!
Hey so how about RFA+Saeran+V reacting to MC being a really shitty cook. Like she doesn't burn water but it tastes hella gross! I always see her being good this or good that, so it might be a nice change of pace to have her be bad at something. Keep up the work, I know staring out can be hard!
YAAY second request! Please keep ‘em coming!
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♬ he first started to notice that
something wasn’t quite right when he entered the apartment you shared
and it smelled kind of…burned?
♬ the first thing he did was to
check for fire, but there was none
♬ then he saw smoke coming from under the
♬ So he went to check
♬ when it opened he was drowned by the
smell and smoke
♬ he quickly ran inside, calling your
name only to find you standing in front of the oven
♬ he stopped in his tracks, staring at
♬ you were calm – so no fire – but
looked utterly devastated
♬ you were staring down at a
burned…well…something he wasn’t quite sure what it was
♬ that’s when you turned your head to
look at him
♬ he noticed that you were pouting and
your eyes were shiny
♬ oh no, he didn’t want you to cry
♬ especially when he wasn’t quite sure what the reason was yet
♬ he then realized that the burned
something used to be meat, once upon a time
♬ “I really tried to cook for you,
because I know how stressed you are from rehearsal”
♬Zen couldn’t help the laugh that
bubbled up inside of him
♬ he stepped forward and wrapped you into
his arms, burying our face in his chest
♬ he used his foot to shut the oven so
the smoke would die down a little
♬ Zen lead you out the kitchen and to the couch, sitting you down and pressing kisses all over your face
♬ you still had tears straining your cheeks from before, but you were chuckling again, so that was good at least
♬ “I’m a terrible cooked” you
sobbed into his chest and he laughed again
♬ he really couldn’t help himself, you
were just so damn adorable
♬ “How about we just order take
out and watch a movie, huh, Princess?”
★ the food looked fine, when you put it down in front of
★ he’d just gotten home from the clinic and you’d surprised him with it
★ usually you came home later than him and he cooked, so it was a
★ especially seeing how giddy and excited you were
★ he smiled at you as he took the fork and put it into his mouth
★ he stopped chewing when the taste finally hit him
★ the food was too hot and too salty at the same time
★ Yoosung seriously wondered how you managed to make it taste like that
★ he forced himself to chew and swallow, trying his best not to throw
★ or show his disgust
★ apparently he wasn’t all too good at it, judging by how your face
★ your entirely body seemed to deflate and Yoosung’s heart sank
★ he didn’t want to insult you or hurt your feelings
honey, it’s great! Here, look”, he said, shoving more of
into his mouth
★ eventually he’d been forced to spit something out, because he just
couldn’t do it
★ his body wasn’t playing along
★ “I’m so sorry, Yoosung.
★ he felt horrible to hear you apologize for something like that
★ so he was quick to cup your face and caress your cheeks
no. Don’t apologize. So you can’t cook. That’s alright. How about I
teach you, huh?”
♨ when you first baked something together at her place for the great
opening of the bakery she noticed how hesitant you were
♨ you always waited for her to do it first and would copy her movements
a couple of minutes later
♨ whenever you had to work with eggs, you ended up having to fish out
pieces of the shell
♨ you would also check the recipe about a hundred times before actually
♨ when you measured the amount of milk needed incorrectly for the third
♨ and didn’t have any idea how to work the mixer, getting dough all
♨ it dawned to Jaehee that you had no idea how to bake
♨ usually she wouldn’t have minded, but you were about to open a
♨ that might be a problem
♨ she attempted to teach you the way she learned: lots and lots of
♨ there is not a YouTube tutorial she didn’t show you
♨ not a baking and recipe book she didn’t give you
♨ it all didn’t work out, you were still a terrible baker
♨ you apologized a thousand times and each time she assured you it
wasn’t your fault
♨ she was still worried about the bakeries/cafe’s future
♨ until she found the solution: labour division!
♨ “You know what? You make the
best coffee in the world.”
♛ he’d been on a business trip when he got the call from Jaehee
♛ apparently there had been a fire at the apartment he shared with you
♛ Jumin didn’t wait for any explanations, instantly wrapped up the trip
and flew home
♛ business could wait, you couldn’t
♛ he needed to know what had happened, so he could prevent it from
♛ he practically stormed the apartment to find you sitting on the couch
♛ your were hunched over, face buried in your hands, body shaking as
you cried silently
♛ were you hurt?! Did you have any injuries?!
♛ he instantly walked towards you and kneeled in front of you, cupping
♛ when you looked up and saw him you started to cry even harder,
wrapping your arms around his neck to bury your face in it
♛ “I am so
sorry, I burned down the entire kitchen. Oh God, that’s going to cost
so much money to renovate. Such a waste.”
♛ he then remembered Jaehee saying something about a cooking accident
he’d completely blocked out
♛ his first though had been, that he couldn’t believe a woman your age
wasn’t capable of cooking
♛ than he scolded himself since he couldn’t cook either, so why should
♛ “Don’t worry, ….. your life is worth more than any money in
the world”, he said
♛ “But please, from no on, don’t attempt to cook again. I’ll
hire a butler to take care of it.”
☼ it was silent at your place
☼ Seven was sitting at one end of the couch with his laptop on his
☼ you were sitting on the other end with your laptop on your
☼ suddenly you’d shut the book and put it on he coffee table
☼ you jumped up from the couch, startling the other
☼ “I’m hungry”,
you said that day
let’s order something then”, he’d
suggested in return
☼ “No, that’s take ages. Let’s cook
☼ “We? You and I? Us? Cooking something?
☼ “Don’t be
like that. It’s not rocket science.”
☼ “I know, because
rocket science I’d actually get.”
rolled your eyes at him
☼ “Do you even know how to cook”,he asked in
return, arms crossed over his chest, eyebrow raised in challenge
☼ “No, but how hard can it possibly be?”
☼ very hard, as it turned out
☼ not only did you burn yourself multiple times
☼ you managed to spread an entire package of noodles on the floor
☼ and a whole glass of tomato sauce all over yourself
☼ by the time you’d over or under-cooked yet another set of spaghetti’s
your patience was done with
☼ huffing angrily you’d made your way back to the living room still
covered in all sorts of stuff
☼ you sat down on the ouch, crossing your arms over your chest
☼ Seven meanwhile hadn’t moved an inch
☼ this time, however, he was grinning from ear to ear
☼ he’d reached out and handed over an opened bag of Honey Buddha
☼ at first you glared at him, but then you’d take it and
stuffed a handful of them into your mouth
☼ he started to laugh then, finding your misery over not being able to
cook horribly amusing
☼ you were angry for a brief moment, but it soon melted away and you joined in
☼ cooking sucked anyway and junk food was delicious
☼ “See, babe, that’s why we don’t
☀ being with Saeran is not easy
☀ he is traumatized, on a war path with himself and the things he did
☀ sometimes he will snap at you just like that, without any warning or
☀ you learned to handle it, for the better part, since you know he
doesn’t mean it
☀ on other instances his sometimes cruel behaviour and words are harder
☀ this was one of those times, where it just took you by surprise
☀ after having talked to the therapist you knew that you wanted to do
something for Saeran
☀ she’d told you that reassuring people like him that they were loved
was very important
☀ however, you’d be struggling with finding something he’d like
☀ getting a present just didn’t seem enough
☀ you decided to go for a more personal route, step out of your comfort
zone; you decided to cook
☀ you know you suck at it, but that’ll hopefully proof just how much
you love him for at least trying
☀ sadly it didn’t work out quite as well as you hoped it would
☀ the food was undercooked and when you went to get rid of the hot
water you didn’t need anymore you tripped and it landed all over your
☀ the pot clattered to the ground while you screamed at the pain,
clutching your arm
☀ that is when Saeran came running in
☀ he noticed the mess and growled
☀ “For fucks sake, you can’t even
words hurt, causing tears to roll down your heated cheeks
regretted the words the second they came out of his mouth
☀ he hates hurting your feelings, especially when you don’t deserve it
☀ he especially hated himself when he saw the harsh burns on your arm,
could have beaten himself for this one
☀ he sighed – more so at himself than anything else – and walked out
of the room for a moment
☀ with a first aid kid in hand he returned, kneeling in front of you
☀ he took care of the burn as good as he could and it actually made you
☀ he also gently wiped away your tears and cleaned up the mess after
☀ once the kitchen was clean he guided you to the working space and
proceeded to help you
☀ he didn’t say a word, completely shut off after snapping at you like
that, but instead guided you
☀ he stood directly behind you the entire time, his hands engulfing
yours and moving them
☀ by the time the two of you were done you felt warm and cherished
☀ the food also didn’t look half bad
☀ that was when Saeran finally spoke again, lips brushing over your
earlobe and a smile audible in his voice
☀ “See, you can cook after all.”
📷 he’s a wonderful person to be around
📷 V always makes you feel cherished and loved and taken care of
📷 and despite what some cruel people say you don’t feel like his
caretaker at all
📷 sure, you have to sort the laundry by colour, but he is still great
at loading the machine
📷 he’s also very good at cleaning in general, despite what people
📷 as long as you don’t move anything from its usual place, he has no
problem moving around
📷 cooking, however, is not something you want him to do
📷 mainly because you have to handle knives, hot substances and other
📷 so no, you’re fine with him insisting to share the chores but no
cooking for V
📷 problem is, you can’t really cook
📷 you can do the basics, but one grows tired of noodles and potatoes
📷 so, for the past couple of months you always went to a restaurant,
ordered something and put that on the table
📷 however you recently realized that with him no longer being able to
photograph, money might end up short
📷 meaning; you have to learn to cook
📷 with a new kind of determination you’d made your way to the kitchen
that one fateful day
📷 it took you hours to finally manage something that resembled
📷 however while it might have looked like food, it certainly
didn’t smell like it
📷 you really didn’t want to know how something that stunk that bad must
have tasted like
📷 so you tossed the entire thing away and joined V on the coach,
leaning against him
📷 you could hear him sniff the air and froze, cheeks heating, eyes wide
📷 “What is that smell?”
📷 he actually tried to be
polite about it, bless his soul
📷 “I eh…I tried to cook.”
📷“I take it it didn’t
go well”, he said, voice gentle with an understanding smile
to match it
📷 you sighed and answered truthfully, also explaining why you tried in
the first place
📷 “Well, I got a position as a lecturer thanks to Jumin’s and
RFA’s connections so you won’t have to worry about that, sweetheart”,
he replied, pressing a kiss to your temple.
📷 “Be you, flaws
and all. You’re perfect, just the way you are.”